I've always been told that I ask a lot of questions. About everything. I have done that for as long as I can remember.
I wonder a lot.
But I mostly wonder why people don't wonder.
I don't know about you, but I want to know all the nitty-gritty things about the people I love.
Their first crush.
Their happiest memory.
The first kid they ever wanted to punch.
Their favorite beer.
Why their ex was crazy.
What makes them cry.
Their most embarrassing moment.
The first time they puked from drinking.
Why they hate that guy.
You get it.
The reason for this is because, what are we if not our experiences and our thoughts?
Knowing someone means you understand them, and understanding them means you know what instance or what person made them come to the conclusions they have about life.
A best friend knows what triggers you.
When someone brings up that topic that you know stirs some shit up, your people are they ones who redirect the conversation to spare your feelings, without having to be told to.
Or the boyfriend who plans your perfect day because he's heard about your other favorite days.
I wonder why we aren't wondering more.
Sometimes it uncomfortable.
Sometimes is hard to talk about things.
But it's also so beautiful and so wonderful to fully know and fully be known.
And hey you, the one who won't let those who love you understand all the things they love about you... you're missing out on the best things life has to offer. Accept the love.
So, here's to tomorrow, and a life full of wonder!
